The interior of the building seemed even bigger than looking at it from the outside. There were ten rooms for high school students and a study room on the third floor, countless rooms for middle school students - Liam stopped counting after the 20th room - on the second floor, and classrooms and other chambers on the first floor. Marc also showed him the inner courtyard from where one could access the dining hall, a soccer field, a sports hall, and even a fitness studio and a gaming hall.
"I'm impressed," Liam said, "Are you guys ever studying in here?"
"Nah, not really", Marc responded.
"Yeah, thought so!"
After the, as Marc had called it, "Best Laurin's Tour One Could Get", they both returned to their room. On the way, some guys wearing a soccer outfit crossed the two roommates.
"Wassup, Marc," said the one holding the ball, "Who do you have there?"
"I'm Liam, Marc's new roommate", Liam introduced himself.
"Nice to meet you, Liam. Do you play soccer?"
"No, I don't. I, like, started once but quit after two sessions."
"I see," the guy replied bored, "You guys really fit together. Maybe one day you'll serenade with Marc?"
"You wish!" laughed Marc.
The group also started laughing and then went off.
"See ya," the guy bounced the ball and followed the crowd.
"Ignore them," Marc said, "They are idiots. Once you get used to their stupidness, you will start to like them, don't worry."
"You sing?" Liam asked.
"I do, but only self-written songs."
"So you also write??"
"Yeah, but usually I just sing for myself and, you know, when trying to impress girls."
"Nice. Let me hear something one day!"
"Are you a girl?"
"Well, I can be your personal fan-girl, if you want!"
Marc burst into laughter.
"Deal!" he screamed.
Walking up the stairway, an adult with short brown hair came toward them.
"Watch out," Marc whispered.
"Why?"
Before Marc could answer Liam, the man stopped in front of them and looked first at Marc, then at Liam.
"Mr. Schmidt," he said to Marc, "It seems that you are having fun with Mr. Weber."
"I do," Marc responded.
"I'm glad you made a friend already, Mr. Weber. I am principal Richter."
"It is very nice to meet you, sir," Liam started, "You can call me Liam, though."
"No, I won't," principal Richter spoke coldheartedly, "You can find me in my office if you need anything, Mr. Weber. It's behind the entrance on the right side. Have a nice evening."
"Thank you," the boys responded simultaneously.
Principal Richter went downstairs.
"That was the judge," Marc said.
"The judge?"
"Yes, you know, because of his name*."
"He actually could be a judge."
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Lucid Me
Novela JuvenilLiam's life undergoes a big change: In the second year of high school, he decided - after having spent most of his life in a small village - to switch to a new school in another town in northern Italy. There, he will stay in the males-only dormitory...
